Post 7: My ties

So the new assistant deigned to point out my ties at work today. I like to wear a smart tie with a well ironed shirt and good fitting trousers. It’s a smart look and I like to look smart. To brighten my look, I wear lots of different coloured ties.
And the assistant noticed.
I would not mind this so much if she was not trying to hard to appear interested.
“It’s so cool!”
“It’s so bright!”
“It’s so snazzy.”
I donated the ‘snazzy’ tie to charity. Nothing I own will ever be ‘snazzy’. I aim for sophisticated and stylish. Perhaps the deadpan stare I gave the new assistant will prevent any further comments from her on my attire.
I know that it would be inappropriate of me to comment on her clothing, so why does she feel the need to comment on mine?
I did have a small thought that she might be trying to get to know me better. On the one hand, this would promote working cohesion. But equally, I am not keen on small talk with the young female.
I will see how this progresses.
Love,
Lynn

UPDATE: I do not, in fact, wear ties!  I most definitely am a mother.  When I say ‘ties’ I am referring to my patterned blouses…

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